I hope all my friends had a wonderful Easter weekend, filled with excitement, happiness and treats!
I'll be honest, at first I didn't see the point of Gail spending all Friday morning baking a batch of hot cross buns.
Quite a faff really, for food I was never going to be offered on account of the currants.
But then things looked up as Gail loaded myself and the still warm buns into the car for the short drive round to meet black Labrador Blue and his family.
While Gail sat in the garden with Blue's humans, drinking tea and apparently* enjoying the hot cross buns, I was given a valuable lesson in how to behave around a big, boisterous (and very handsome) one year old Lab.
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*I can't help but observe that Gail's Good Friday home bakes looked a tad less light and airy than the shop-bought variety. In fact I wondered if we might usefully send the remaining buns to that nice Mr Zelenskiy in Ukraine in response to his repeated requests for more ammunition, but I kept that thought to myself...
